when i grow upA Poem by mikayla baldwini want to be comfortable. of course being rich is ideal but what about solemnity? what about self righteousness? love or luxury? because both rarely go hand in hand i want luxury i need love i want to be a parent i'll need to be the best what if i was just living on the streets watching every miserable person drag themselves to their 9-to-5s with a sign in my hand that says "well atleast im happy"
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Added on April 1, 2015 Last Updated on April 1, 2015 Author
mikayla baldwinFLAbouthave been writing my whole conscious life this acct has poems from years ago back when i first started and now im finding myself thinking in color again. whether it’s good or bad im glad to be.. more.. |
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